Emperor Zhao Qing had agreed to the Dongying envoy's request. Yu Shu had thought that there would be many officials present who would object. Unexpectedly, no one spoke up except for Kong Qi, who had first asked the emperor to reconsider.
She was surprised, but after thinking about it carefully, she understood that this situation had occurred. It wasn't because the civil and military officials, including Emperor Zhao Qing, were brainless. It was because in this era where cold weapons were still in power and shipping was not developed, an uninhabited island was less significant than two rare Mutants.
More importantly, the Onmyoji who knew how to bring the dead back to life was an irresistible temptation to the emperor, who had always yearned for immortality.
Looking at Yamada Jiro's confident expression, Yu Shu couldn't sit still. After all, she was a modern person who had come back from five hundred years in the future. She was well aware of the evil deeds these subservient Dongying people had committed in the land of Huaxia. How could she let them coax Diaoyu Island away under her eyes?
No.
She had to think of a way.
It was impossible for her to directly stand up and persuade the Emperor not to do such a stupid thing. She had only been a new official for a few days. As a fifth-rank female official, her words carried more weight. How could the Emperor listen to her and take back his order?
In that case, he could only start from the Japanese and stop them from succeeding.
Yu Shu glanced expressionlessly at the door of the main hall. She quickly calculated in her heart, 'I'm sure that the Yin-Yang technique that could summon wind and rain was just a trick. That's easy to deal with. As for the Dongying youth who claimed to be able to bring the dead back to life, I'll have to wait and see.'
With this thought, Yu Shu didn't rashly try to persuade the emperor. Instead, she chose to sit and watch.
However, the development of the matter was a little unexpected.
"Your Majesty," Junior Supervisor Ren of the Celestial Commissioner stood up and suggested to Emperor Zhao Qing, "Today is the Hungry Ghost Festival.
Your Majesty has to go to the Imperial Ancestral Temple to offer sacrifices. It's getting late, so you should go and prepare. In my opinion, why don't we let the envoys return to the posthouse to rest? Tomorrow, we'll invite the Onmyoji from Dongying to perform the Art of Resurrection for Your Majesty. "
Junior Supervisor Ren was the second-in-command of the Celestial Commissioner. As a second-ranked official, Emperor Zhao Qing still gave him face.
"That's fine. The Aquatic Conference will last for three days. I'll wait until the next day to see the Art of Resurrection."
Although Yamada Jiro was disappointed, he was not afraid that the Celestial Emperor would go back on his word. He didn't move. Yamada Jiro wasn't afraid.
Yamada Jiro. He represented the core of the power of the entire Kingdom. He had helped the great kingdom for three hundred years. Yamada Yue Qing. Another thought. Qing's Ming Zhao Qing's thought. "Celestial Ren" was "He" Qing's "s" was "Emperor" who.
The Imperial Astronomer, who represented the core power of the Great Peace Division, had assisted this great nation for three hundred years. How could he tolerate the contempt and scheming of a foreign envoy?
.....
On the first day of the Water and Continent Conference, the Japanese Yin-Yang Spell Masters destroyed the prestige of the Great Peace Spell Masters, and they parted on bad terms.
When Yu Shu came out of the palace, the rain had stopped. Along the way, she heard the angry whispers of the Yi Masters. Some could not stand the arrogance of the Dong. Some said that the Yin-Yang Master who summoned the rain was using sorcery. Others said that they were up to no good.
In short, none of them said anything good, but none of them hit the nail on the head.
Yu Shu secretly shook her head and did not interrupt. Instead, it was Jing Chen who had walked to her side and asked her in a low voice, "What's wrong with you?
He lowered his voice and asked, "Did you see through the trick that Zhen Tian Yin-Yang Master used when he summoned the rain?"
Yu Shu's eyebrows twitched. She turned her head and asked, "See through what? You said it was that strange red light? "
Seeing that she was playing dumb, Jing Chen shook his head and told her, "That red light wasn't anything demonic. It was a kind of Qi that would appear when a martial artist's inner force reached a certain level. You should have seen him bite his finger. That red light was just an illusion created by him using Qi to force his blood out."
He started practicing martial arts at the age of three and started cultivating Qi at the age of five. At that time, there were uncle-masters with profound inner force who helped him comb his meridians. He had mastered the inner force mantra of Zhengyi Sect three years ago. Ordinary martial artists might not be able to see through the tricks of the Dong. But in his eyes, there was nothing that could be hidden.
"Oh, I see." She also knew that the Yin-Yang Master's ability to summon the rain had nothing to do with the red light. But after listening to Jing Chen's explanation, she understood what was going on.
"I've told you everything I know. What about you?"
"Ah? What about me? "
Faced with her uncooperative attitude, Jing Chen could only make things clearer. "In the palace, I saw you writing on the table for a long time. What were you calculating?"
"…" Did he have eyes in the back of his head? She sat behind him, so he could see what she was doing.
"I vaguely remember." Jing Chen's voice became softer. There were people in front and behind them, so some words couldn't be heard by others. But it didn't stop Yu Shu from hearing it.
"You have a very strange method of calculating the future rain and rain. When you say it's going to rain, it will rain. It's very accurate."
Yu Shu paused and almost stepped on the tripping brick at the city gate. She turned back to look at Jing Chen. Her eyes flashed. She knew that she couldn't hide it from him, so she admitted it.
"That's right. When I was in the palace just now, I predicted that there would be rain today. According to the divination, there should have been rain today."
Sunny rain was rare. Usually, the Clear Rain Calendar Method used by the Yi Masters couldn't calculate it at all. For example, the rain on a full moon night was difficult for the Yi Masters to predict. It was the same for sunny rain.
But for Yu Shu's Clear Rain Rule, this was not a problem.
Hearing that, Jing Chen's expression turned serious and said, "That is to say, the Japanese Onmyojis might have divined that it would rain this afternoon. That's why they used such a strange skill and pretended to summon rain, making us mistakenly think that their Onmyojis have that kind of ability."
Yu Shu was about to praise him for his cleverness when she heard him continue. "Since you found out that they were cheating, why didn't you expose them in the palace just now?"
Yu Shu secretly rolled her eyes and said angrily, "How do you want me to expose them? Are you going to tell the emperor that I predicted that it would rain today, so those Nihon people are liars and that the rain wasn't caused by them, but arranged by God? Do you think that people will believe me just because I'm making empty promises? "
She wasn't the only Yi Masters in the entire capital who could predict the Sunny Rain, but she was probably the only exception among the Yi Masters from Da An who had entered the palace to participate in the Water and Land Conference.
She had waited until the Japanese succeeded in summoning a rain before making irresponsible remarks. Wasn't that just hindsight?
She had to come up with some strong evidence to slap those Japanese in the face.
"I didn't think it through. You're right. If you exposed them just now, they might have shown their true colors. Instead, it would make our Yi Masters from Da An seem clumsy." Jing Chen was mocked by her, but he wasn't embarrassed at all. Instead, he openly admitted that he wasn't as thorough as she was.
He asked her again, "Then what method did you think of to expose them in front of everyone?"
Yu Shu looked at him from the corner of her eyes. "The Celestial Commissioner's office is being bullied by others. With the Head Supervisor and Junior Supervisor around, it's not up to a small female official like me to think of a solution."
"… I thought you purposely predicted that it would rain today to find a way to expose them."
"Pfft, you're thinking too much. I'm just curious."
After Yu Shu finished speaking, she ignored him. She quickened her steps and caught up with Xin Ya, the Left Magistrate, to talk to her.
Jing Chen saw that she didn't seem to care and sighed helplessly.
.....
The Japanese envoys came out of the palace and came to the place where they were staying.
Yamada Jiro and Aida Maki entered a room, closed the door, and spoke in their native language.
"Yamada-kun, how did I do today?" Japanese "Onmyoji" Aida Maki asked proudly.
Yamada Jiro flattered him, "Haha, Lord Aida, you're too amazing. You've deceived the two Daan masters, especially that pretty boy who talks about Daoism. I don't think he's suspicious at all. He's too stupid."
Aida Maki smiled and said, "You're also very good. You managed to make the Emperor of Daan agree to our conditions and hand over the island. If you do this well, I'll definitely report it to General Ashikaga and give you a big reward."
Speaking of this, his smile stopped on his face and he muttered to himself worriedly,
"It's just that we have to wait for another night. Will there be any accidents?"
"Lord Aida, don't worry. Those Daan masters are useless. They only know how to predict good or bad luck and talk big. They don't know the secret of resurrection. There won't be any problems." Yamada Jiro patted his chest and guaranteed.
A hint of contempt flashed in Aida Maki's eyes. He shook his head and said,
"I'm not worried about those Daan people. I'm worried about that monster, Kuiko. Keep an eye on her. If she ruins General Ashikaga's plan, you won't be able to atone for it even if you have ten lives."
Hearing this, Yamada Jiro hurriedly apologized and said, "Lord Aida, don't worry. Kuiko's mother has been locked up by us. As long as she doesn't want to see her mother's ghost, she won't be disobedient."
Aida Masanori nodded in satisfaction and turned to leave.
In a room on the upper floor of the Courier House, a fair-skinned and delicate Japanese boy was squatting on the bed with his arms around his knees, staring blankly at the empty space in the air. His pupils were dim and unfocused under his fringe. Suddenly, a stream of tears flowed down his cheeks.
"Mom …"
After leaving the palace, the group of Daan masters dispersed first. However, a group of Daan officials were hurriedly stopped by an assistant official sent by Ren Qiming outside the palace gate.
"Lords, please wait. The Junior Supervisor wants you to go home first. After dinner, take a short rest, and then meet at the Celestial Commissioner's Conference Hall."
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